
Seat
Somewhere a seat waits: /
departure or arrival. /
love or loneliness.
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#072823 #tennesseetheatre #seat #departure #arrival #love #loneliness #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #knoxville #davidebooker #july #2023 #haiga

Seat
Somewhere a seat waits: /
departure or arrival. /
love or loneliness.
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#072823 #tennesseetheatre #seat #departure #arrival #love #loneliness #photo #poem #poetry #haiku #knoxville #davidebooker #july #2023 #haiga
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Old man
The sun peers over
my shoulder, an old man who
gives heat as advice.
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#oldman #sun #shoulder #heat #advice #haiku #poet #poem #haiga #photo #july #thursday #davidebooker #thursday #072112t #072425 #2025

Rebirth
Rescued from the fall, /
sunflowers thrive in the vase. /
Summer storm rebirth.
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#rebirth #rescued #summer #storm #sunflowers #vase #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #july #monday #070824 #2024

Lily now
Yellow like sunlight, /
shadows like the fading moon. /
Lily now; lost too soon.
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#lily #now #sunlight #moon #shadows #yellow #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #stormhaven #davidebooker #july #thursday #070325 #2025

Viewpoint
From a dog’s viewpoint, /
one dog to another,
summer is a rose.
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#summer #rose #dog #viewpoint #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #stormhaven #davidebooker #june #wednesday #061125 #2025
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Tilt
Do you run like Mercury? /
Straight arrow to the end? /
Is you love like Venus? /
Head over heals to begin? /
Are you a quarter way over, /
Mars tilted into battle? /
Or are you Uranus, /
Cockeyed like a rattle? /
Jupiter tilts only slightly /
As the mighty often do. /
Saturn, Neptune, and Ol’ Earth /
Bend as if they’ve had a few, /
Hanging out with Mars, /
Swapping stories, one or two. /
All the planets have stories /
And each an angle of repose. /
That includes Pluto, to whom /
Some have turned up their collective nose.
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#061021 #2021 #tilt #planets #poem #poetry #illustrationnotmine #davidebooker #june
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Extended magazine of inaction.
Give ‘em.
Give ’em a gun; give ’em a Bible. /
Watch as they turn and go tribal. /
“An Act of God,” is their refrain /
as the children cry out in pain.
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#give #bible #pain #tribal #refrain #cartoonnotmine #poem #poetry #guns #davidebooker #040815 #2015
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